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She was a dancer at the Club Zydeco Moon
An all night social house and all day saloon
She had the face and body, the devilâs own desire
Her lips were full and sugar sweet as blackberry wine
She danced around my table
Flashinâ gris-gris eyes at me
Swayinâ to the tempo of a squeezebox melody
She reached down and snatched the folded money from my fist
So easy to give into and too hard to resist
She did her business underneath the candle light
Always aware of Mama Zuzuâs watchful eye
How many young boys have lost their innocence
Turned into old men wonderinâ where their money went
What happened 20 years ago seem like yesterday
I donât drive through that part of town, I go the other way
She still dances through my bedroom every time I go to sleep
To the rhythm of the music that the squeezebox player keeps
I smell the incense burning Mama Zuzuâs cigarette
Louisiana heat wave and the midnight summer sweat
Somewhere down that alley thereâs an old run down saloon
And sheâs waiting there for me at Club Zydeco Moon
She danced around my table
Flashinâ gris-gris eyes at me
Swayinâ to the tempo of a squeezebox melody
She reached down and snatched the folded money from my fist
So easy to give into and too hard to resist
She was a dancer
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